This short book tells an ever-expanding story; I started writing my 'poems' a couple years ago as a way of understanding myself when I was at my lowest. It was like therapy for me. I haven't written in a while, however, if even one person reads these and thinks they're worth something or can relate in some way, then I would be more than overjoyed to begin writing again - if even just for that one person.

A couple of short love poems, will probably expand this into a bit of an anthology when I get more ideas to write some more. Ranking: #438 - betrayal #8 - sonnet #54 - forgotten